Chapter 177 [You sweep the altar, I pour the toilet]

Really dare to pick things up?

Guro does not dare to provoke people, and some people dare to find death to offer at this time? Isn't this a public provocation?

The crowd immediately separated automatically, revealing the appearance of the guy standing in the last opening.

A tall, thin man with a cold face, like a meteorite, seems to care nothing about everything. Eyeballs are actually rare gray...

But everyone saw the service he was wearing, and they all took a breath!

This guy is wearing a robes. From the style of the robes, he should be a servant, but his robes are clearly embroidered with a logo...

This logo is very familiar to everyone! Because this is the symbol of the temple!

A clergyman?

Guro fat man heard someone screaming at this time, suddenly furious, was about to get angry, and looked back at the man who shouted the price, the original barking to the mouth of the scorpion, but quickly shrank back!

The temple?

He can't dare to provoke!

More importantly, this guy wearing the temple is obviously only a servant, and behind him, the originally crowded square does not know when, a large chunk has been vacated.

Two white horses were carrying a horse-drawn carriage at the end of the crowd. Several waiters around the carriage, looking serious, wearing royal robes, but at the same time, the badges on behalf of the temple.

On the window of the carriage, a gauze hangs down, above the window, a crystal-clear hand, so casually placed on it, even each fingertip is delicate and exquisite.

Guro mixed in the emperor, of course, recognized the carriage. He only glanced at it, and the cold sweat that had just faded from his forehead, immediately re-emerged, looked back at Du Wei, and looked at the carriage again, his face showing a very embarrassing expression.

Du Wei, looking at the carriage with his eyes open.

Because of this carriage, Du Wei has also seen it! ! And just before. Just at the gate of the palace!

The daughter of the great reign of the deceased rebellion, who served as the saint in the temple, was a royal princess, but was willing to enter the temple to serve the princess of the gods!

Like last time, Du Wei stood there, clearly feeling that there was a beam of light in the window through the veil. Look at yourself.

Last time at the gate of the palace, the other party seemed to be peeking in the carriage, and now I am watching... then that is to say that she clearly recognizes herself, but...

Uh... It seems to be deliberately directed at myself!

Du Wei smiled and looked at Sandy: "Can people in the temple buy slaves too?"

This clever boy. It was a bit silly at the moment, stuttering and saying: "It seems... there is."

Frankly speaking, Du Wei does not want to fight with anyone. But the other party is obviously directed at himself. Knowing his identity, he is so openly provocative...

If only for a few slaves. Du Wei said that he smiled and then left.

But since the other party is deliberately provocative, what should I bear with the young master?

"One hundred gold coins." Du Wei's eyelids continue to offer if they don't blink.

The servant walked over to the carriage and whispered a word, then seemed to get the order from the owner of the carriage. His original indifferent expression appeared a trace of sorrow, then coughed and said: "One hundred... one hundred Zero one gold coin."

Du Wei smiled. This time it is sneer!

"two hundred!"

"Two hundred and one." The servant seemed to think that this approach was a bit too arrogant.

Du Wei has already raised her eyes: "Three hundred."

"Three hundred...zero gold coins."

The face of the slave trader above was already sweating. Originally this price, naturally the higher the better. But now it seems that both sides are big people, this money... I am afraid I will have a hot hand!

Du Wei has already bid for five hundred.

He is not purely vindictive, but to fight for face. Otherwise, if the preaching goes out, the young Duke of the teenager will be crushed in the face of the holy lady of the temple, then his fame in the aristocratic circle will be affected.

People around. Even a stupid guy. I also saw that the head was wrong, the originally crowded square. The crowd had already been separated, and there was an empty space in the middle. Only Du Wei, Guro, and one of the temples are particularly eye-catching in the open space.

At this time, Du Wei is definitely not willing to back down! He is not willing to do things when he loses his face in public.

This is not Du Weiru. But since the other party deliberately provokes words, then they can't retire!

Otherwise, even if it is retired today, the other party will continue to find trouble in the future! It is better to tear your face today, so as not to cover up the trouble!

When the price was raised to a thousand gold coins, the other party suddenly did not speak.

Above the silent square, there was a long sound in the carriage. The voice was very delicate, but there was no woman's charm, but instead a hint of lightness: "Since the Duke is not willing to cut love, then forget it. ... Hey, I originally only looked at the boy on the table and thought that he was very clean, just to clean the altar for me."

Duke?

When this was said, many people immediately understood the identity of Du Weidi!

Emperor Du Li recently had a young Duke, who shined on the day of the coup, and was a powerful genius magician. Who knows this?

This time, the people around me looked at Du Wei's eyes, and there was a lot more awe.

The sound in the carriage seemed to smile, but the smile was very calm, then slowly said: "Duke of the Duke, since you insist on this, then I have to give in."

After that, the other party was obviously about to leave, and Du Wei suddenly said loudly: "His Royal Highness."

His name is somewhat nondescript, but the other is a saint and a princess.

"Excuse me, Duke, what else?" The saint's tone in the carriage was very dull.

"Since you want to clean up the altar, I can send you a few people in the past, but this boy, I also see me, there are also great uses."

"Oh?" The saint originally thought that she had let the young duke eat a cockroach, and some of them were proud. After listening to this, they were reminded of curiosity and couldn’t help but ask: "Dukes should make this Are teenagers your magic apprentice?"

"No." Duvihaha smiled and then deliberately said: "My family just missed a small servant who poured me a toilet."

The person who cleans the altar to you, in my opinion, only gives me a toilet!

Du Wei’s meaning, everyone heard it. Many people can't help but want to laugh, but at this time, who dares?

The saint was silent for a long time, and then the voice finally showed a hint of anger, whispered: "Go!"

Looking at the carriage away, Ruolin couldn't help but whisper: "Young master, are you a bit vindictive? One thousand gold coins..."

Du Wei shook his head, his voice was very serious, and faintly said: "A thousand gold coins to buy a holy saint of the saints to eat in public, I think this business is very good. If you can, I would rather spend a thousand gold coins every day to see this The saint eats in front of me every day. I don’t want to spend the young master."

After a pause, his fox tail was revealed and smiled. "Moreover, do you think I really want to spend a thousand gold coins? Hey, these slaves, where is the value of a thousand gold coins? Just a fool can see We are not looking at each other. Now my identity, this slave dealer should know, in this case, he dare to sell these slaves to me at a high price of one thousand gold coins? Oh, even if I am willing to pay a thousand Gold coins, will he dare to collect it?"

Sure enough, the next thing did not miss Duwei's expectations. The slave trader sent the sign to Ruolin’s hand. When Ruolin was going to pay, the other party said with sincerity and fear: This is a little gift to the Duke’s adult. The owner said, I knew it. The Duke’s adults are short of people, and tomorrow they must personally send a batch of the best slaves to the Dukes!

Next to the Guro looked in his eyes, could not help but sigh:

Who said that the Duke’s adult is reckless?

Have a look! A copper plate does not cost, let the saint eat in public!

Since his identity has been exposed, Du Wei feels that thousands of eyes are staring at himself, so it is really meaningless to continue to go shopping.

Being with Ruolin is going to leave, all the way through this slave market, the original "official slave" is the biggest purpose of Du Wei's trip, but at this moment he did not continue to stroll. Just about to leave, suddenly I heard a high-pitched voice on the official slavery, and a sharp voice came.

"Du Wei! Master Du Wei! Duke! I beg you to buy me! Buy me!!"